Well, I'm back!! (someone in the background starts crying) Shut up!! I would just like to apologize for such a late update! I've been having a lot of distractions! And I was finishing this fanfic when my house was almost robbed! (Gasp!) I won't keep you guys waiting! And I'm sorry, but I also won't answer anymore of your reviews! (There are too many of them!...And I'm happy!) I love your reviews! But I know you would rather read the fanfic than read the review answers! I love you all! Thank you for not trying to kill me for a late update!! (Disclaimer: Wait! I found a witty way! -goes into song and dance- I don't own DBZ! Or any other company! Why, I can't even own my underwear! Hahaha!)

Now on to the Fic!

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Chapter 13

Vegita marched up to the bathroom, extremely angry. How could she forgive the ass?! Now Yamcha was going to come over everyday, and get in the way. He was mad enough because he didn't get what he wanted from Bulma last night. Vegita stared at the mirror, thinking. Then an idea hit him.

Vegita laughed evilly, "Yes, yes. I'll kill the moron. Then he'll e dead and give me advantage with the woman, while she's on the rebound! It's genius! Genius! Mhahahahaha!"

"You'll never get away with this!" said a man in a suit tied to a beautiful woman in a red dress.

"Silence! After I kill the moron, I will kidnap Chelsea Clinton and then blame on John Kerry!"

"No! You can't do that! Then that will force Bill Clinton to write another book!"

Vegita laughed menacingly and left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. (A/N: You guys know I did that for a cheap laugh, right? Yeah...)

"Vegita!! Breakfast is ready!!" Bulma called from the kitchen. Vegita hurried down, his appetite rushing him. Yamcha was gulping down some breakfast Bulma generously made for him. Vegita stared at him with evil in his eyes, he feigned a frown and said, "There's nothing more disgusting than a pig."

Yamcha looked up at him and whined, "I know but he tastes so good!"

"Not the bacon, you moron! I'm talking about you! You're practically breathing your breakfast in through you nostrils!"

"No, I'm not!" Yamcha argued while some egg fell out of his nose.

"And now... you're fat."

"No... no," he said slowly, "I'm not..."

"Haven't you been wondering why I haven't punched you yet?" Yamcha nodded slowly, fearing that Vegita would punch him.

"It's because, I'm afraid I'll lose my hand in all your fat."

Yamcha stood up assertively, (A/N: Wee! I learned to use a big word!) "Hold on! I am not fat!"

Vegita gave his infamous smirk, "Yes, you are. Fatty. Fatty McFatson. Fat Fatty. Fat Boy, I could on!"

"I do not have to hear this!" Yamcha said, "I'm leaving! Good-bye, Bulma!" And leave he did, in a very snobby like manner.

Bulma turned to Vegita, "Why do you have to pick on him?"

Vegita shrugged and sat down in his seat to eat his breakfast. As his grand master plan ran through his mind, he chuckled evilly, slightly scaring Bulma.

ELSEWHERE (A/N: I need to find a new word....)

"Damn it!" cried Goku, "We're back at square one! Not square three or square two! Not even square 187,954,032! SQUARE FRICKIN' ONE!!

"Calm down, Goku," said Piccolo a bit confused.

"Yes," agreed Mirai Trunks, "We have to calm down."

"I don't have to calm down," said Piccolo, "You two are the ones stressing over this thing. Not me."

Goku paced back and forth mumbling angrily, "We had everything right! Just the wrong time! What do you do now?"

"I say leave them be," said Piccolo, "They got together in Trunks' time, they may be able to get together in this time."

"But maybe things would have changed when I came back from the future," Trunks said.

"Shut up!" Goku yelled extremely agitated, "He is Piccolo! And he speaks only the truth!"

"Finally! Someone noticed!"

"So what do we do, oh Great Piccolo?" Trunks asked sarcastically.

Piccolo took a moment to think and said, "Well, Vegita's not going to get laid if he has cat ears on his head."

"Really?" said Goku, "I thought that would get him in big time."

"I am Piccolo!"

"Sorry!"

"What the F—?" said Trunks confused.

"Now," Piccolo continued, "we need to find a way to remove those ears."

"I got just the thing!" said Goku and he pulled out a chain saw.

"Smaller," said Piccolo.

A regular saw.

"Smaller."

An axe.

"We're almost there."

A rifle.

"Yeah, that's it."

"What?! You can't shoot my father!" exclaimed Trunks.

"Don't worry, Trunks," said Goku, "It's just a tranquilizer gun. Let me show you." He aimed the gun at some random person walking down the street. He pulled the trigger and missed the person; instead the bullet hit a car and a huge explosion ensued. (A/N: What? You want me to describe it?... Maybe later.) The three fighters stood staring at the red and orange fire. This lasted for about five minutes until the local fire fighters came to put it out. Goku looked into the barrel of his rifle, "Oh... I put in the wrong ammo." Trunks snatched the gun away from him.

"Let's just use the axe," said Piccolo.

THAT NIGHT

Vegita ate his dinner slowly while staring at blueprints of the Yamcha death trap. So far, it was blank. "I'll sleep on it. Maybe a dream will give me the perfect plan." He headed for his room with his blueprints. He opened his door and stepped in, almost running to his bed. After a long day of training, he still didn't know how to kill Yamcha. He couldn't just kill him, he had to make it look like an accident.

Meanwhile, in Vegita's closet, Goku peeked out. "Is he asleep, yet?" whispered an irritated Piccolo from being crammed in a closet with two other people.

"Nope," Goku whispered back.

"Oh, man," groaned Trunks.

"Wait... wait, wait. Ok, now he's asleep," Goku whispered. They silently tip-toed out of the closet, Goku carrying an axe and Piccolo carrying a First- Aid Kit.

"Alright," said Piccolo, "Lets make this quick and quiet. Cut the ears then run like a bat out of Hell."

"Got it," said Goku, "Trunks, hold the ears."

Trunks grabbed the cat-like ears at the tips, "I'm sorry, Father." He closed his eyes and Goku raised the axe above his head. As this was happening, Vegita opened his eyes.

Alas, a cliff hanger. braces herself for a beating by the readers I'm sorry this took so long!! I'm moving to a new house! And I've been having a lot of distractions!! But be nice! It's my Birthday today!!

Vegita : Kudos.

Goku: Happy Birthday! Now where's the cake?

Trunks: Happy Birthday! I got you a present!

Wee! This is the best Birthday ever!! (Just in case you're wondering, I just turned 16!!) Now as always, PLEASE REVIEW!!